Finding Myself in Silence

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A SHORT STORY

For the past ten years, I have been venturing into silence for 2-3 days per year to rediscover myself.

This time, the monks had to pave the road where Anastasiia and I planned to stay, so we diverted to a beautiful Airbnb in the hills away from everything.

What I rediscovered and wanted to share with you now is how much I didn’t realize I needed this space of contemplation.

For the past eight months, my life has been a storm, navigating one life event after another.

But, up here, all of it faded away and the only thing that lay before me was my self, my connection to Anastasiia, and my connection to nature.

It was such a gift for the silence is active and thrumming, almost palpable. It speaks to you in a calm and simple way.

Part of its beauty, I have come to discover, is that it belongs to all of us.

For instance, in the silence, I often feel closer to the people I care for — reminded in the sharpest way of why I love them.

On the last morning, I turned to Anastasiia and asked, “So, what have you discovered this time in the silence?”

Her answer was simple, but it stayed with me — a quiet reminder that sometimes the greatest discoveries are the ones that bring us home.

For these two sacred days, I returned once again to the questions of my soul, my heart, and so much more.

I write this now as a reminder to myself—how important it is to find these spaces of contemplation. To slow down.

To step back from the noise and meet one’s self again.

Because when I do, everything becomes clearer.
And that clarity, I keep rediscovering, is a gift beyond measure.

How can you find your own space of silence today?

A POEM

“Silence” by Thomas Keating

Silence is God’s first language.
Everything else is a poor translation.

Grateful,

Michael